Fireflies

Speaking of animal's rearends. Anybody read Robert Fulghum? His short story about the fireflies is very cute......(and his writing style is inspiring both spiritually and for people who wished they could write...like me)
"The tree in front of me was full of fireflies-as though somebody had overdone it and put too many little tiny white lights on a Christmas tree. And, I kid you not, the fireflies were doing synchronized flashing. All together. On. Off. On. Off. My Thai host said they were all males "calling out for love."
One of these little flashers landed on my pillow when I went to bed. So I put a water glass over him and watched him up close. And wondered:

Just how much control does a firefly have over his stern light?
Could one be trained to do Morse cade and be worked into a flea-circus act?
Does a firefly ever attract teeny-tiny moths?
Is his light like the stars and always there, only we can't see it in the daylight?
Does a firefly ever enjoy being turned on, or is it more like having hiccups-just an urgent, involuntary spasm?
Do fireflies come with different wattage, like light bulbs?
Do firefly bulbs burn out, leaving old fireflies to wander around in the dark, unnoticed and unloved?
What might it be like if we humans were similarly equipped? What kind of pants would we have to wear?
I know some people who give off a lot of light. Because they have absorbed a lot of light themselves. They shine. This is not the kind of light you can actually see with your eyes, of course. But there are lots of parts of the spectrum of light we can't see. We experienced the results of its existence. It takes a different kind of looking.

To look this way is to see.
To see is to have vision.
To have vision is to understand.
To understand is to know.
To know is to become.
To become is to fully live.
To live fully is to matter.
And to matter is to become light.
And to become light is to be loved.
And to be loved is to burn.
And to burn is to exist
Off and on.

Maybe the fireflies are on to something."
-Robert Fulghum UH-OH Some Observations from Both Sides of the Refrigerator Door